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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Why I Shouldn't Do Important Things Before A Shower

Man alive, I am a royal idiot sometimes! A natural blonde, if you will. Let me explain the last 24 hours....

I had a vet appointment first thing Tuesday morning. But I woke up with all kinds of sinus issues and drippiness so I called to reschedule. I called from bed. I had been up since much earlier with my drippy and stuffy issues and just knew I couldn't handle sitting in the vet for an hour. So when I called, the girl said I could come in today, Wednesday, at 8 or 8:30AM. I thought they didn't let you come in until 9 for non-surgical appointments, but whatever. I took 8:30 and said that I would not only need her glands done but also a shot that was due next week. So she looked up her file and said that she has not had any shots in years and is due for everything under the hot sun. I'm all, no, we are there all the time. I am never a day late with anything having to do with my dog. She kept saying she was due for everything and I kept saying that it was just one shot. Finally she says that I can figure it out when I come in. Fine. I have her paperwork. I know what is due and not due and when.

So I roll out of bed this morning and throw on a headband, sweatshirt and sweat pants. Peel the dog out from under the bed (she knows when we are up early and I head to the back door (car) instead of front door (walk), things are not going to be good) and walk out the door. But then I walked back in the door. Why, you ask? Well I realized that ....and I can't believe I am admitting this to y'all....I forgot to put on a bra! OMG I cannot believe I almost went out into the world sans brazier! Don't worry, I walked right back inside and remedied that near tragedy. Eeeks! So we get to the vet right on time, walk right over to get her weight (remember that we are there at least once a month so I have this routine down to a science), and take a seat. And then I realize we are the only patient in there. Even for the first appointment for the day that is odd. The two vet techs look at me bewildered and say that they don't usually see non surgical patients before 9 but they think a vet might be available to see me. Huh? But I made an appointment. I explained how I re-scheduled and that I would never choose to be up before 8AM (Remember that I don't have kids. Which is a bummer most of the time but a perk is that I rarely have to get my booty out of bed before 8AM.) but they offered me 8 or 8:30 (Thank goodness I chose 8:30, seeing as how this was not going well.). They were like, oh its fine we will find someone to help you. I kept insisting that I am not a walk-in crazy person. I made this appointment like a normal crazy person. So they go to take her back for her glads and I say but I also need her to get this shot. I said that when I made the appointment. What shot? I show them her paperwork. They have to double check with the vet (who was about to go into surgery) but OK it. She gets all set and I chat it up with the front desk vet tech lady. She was super nice and was like, "it's not a big deal, sometimes there are idiots up here at the front desk."

It all still bugged me but I let it go. Until I was about 5 minutes from home. When I got a call from the vet to re-schedule my missed appointment today. WTH?! Um, I was just there. Literally just there. I only left not even 20 minutes ago. She got all her stuff done. We made another appointment for March. Seriously, just left your office. "Really?" She awkwardly said OK and we hung up. Then as I am pulling in the driveway, she calls me again! "Were you at the 8th Street office?" she asks. What? "8th Street?" OMG it hit me! It suddenly all became clear and made perfect sense. That I am certifiably insane!

Here's what happened. When I called to re-schedule on Tuesday morning, I called our old vet in Washington, DC. But I've not lived in DC for more than four years. Which explains them telling me she had not been in for shots in a long ass period of time. It also clears up why my NY vet had no record of my 8:30AM appointment today. I was about in tears laughing at myself! I explained it all to the DC vet office lady and apologized out the wazu. She thought it was funny, thank goodness, and said she was so confused as she was the only person in the office so it made zero sense that I was "just there" and she didn't somehow see me. I wanted to call my NY vet to explain/apologize but I decided that they were busy (people started walking in as I was leaving and they are always crazy busy in there) so I just let it go. But I am sure I will feel guilty for the next month about accusing them of not knowing what I was talking about when I walked in early today.

And the moral of the story my friends, is that I need to make sure I always take a shower before I attempt to do anything of even mild importance in the morning. I am not one of those people who is "ready and rearing to go" when the alarm goes off. I'm the opposite. I hit snooze for as long as possible. I am not awake until I have had a shower. And this whole situation is proof of that long known fact!

Oh, but the dog is fine. Ticked at me for making her go to the vet and giving her a bubble bath but she is healthy and drying off nicely on the sofa.

Hell No! I can't believe this. KK this is exactly something I would do. I'm totally serious. Only I would have showed up on the wrong day to boot. This is enough to send a person over the edge. I feel for ya girl. Eat more fish. "Brain food" so they say.

Last week I dropped the dog off at the vet while I was away. They looked at me oddly and asked if Carly was staying with them. I said yes, of course and left. When I picked her they said, now make sure you call this number for a reservation next time! I told them I made a reservation this time. Apparently they had no record of it and I just randomly dropped the dog off for a few days. I still don't know if I really forgot or they lost it, but either way I felt like an idiot!